Tanis’ hearing

Tanis, chuckling, started to pull Flint off the kender. Then he stopped and turned in alarm. Too late, he heard the silvery jingle of harness and bridle and the whinny of a horse. The half-elf put his hand on the hilt of his sword, but he had already lost any advantage he might have gained through alertness.

Excerpt From Dragons of Autumn Twilight, pg 35
Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman